His mother's blue orbs darkened with a shade of sorrow and to the devastated feelings she struggled to conceal, Aeron could only gulp down the bitterness of it. As a son as well as a part of his community, he failed which resulted in regret haunting his life forever.
And it was only through finding his brother, he could pay for the price of the heartache his pack battled against now. Merely with the existence of Andrew, they could retaliate and take back what had been looted from them.
To the debris ahead of him, his eyes shot in the anguish his pupils reflected. His
legs lowered, and his hands picked up the rubble, not for a collection but his palm clutching that object with a promise of striving to rebuild his pack.
"Let the fraction of the building bear witness that I will ravage
